Sweet Prize For Both

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Just in time. Literally immediately after Nerissa's tongue and fingers began to work in tandem, Sheila almost uttered the words that would put an end to this passionate punishment. Yes, of course, Nerissa wanted to limit the blonde from the very beginning, because she was sure that this would become a kind of time bomb that would help Sheila get sexually aroused faster. But the further they went, the less Nerissa wanted her rival to say those words. Therefore, her feet were in the right place and at the right time to make the Australian woman choke.

Considering that the Echidna was a lightweight, the size of her feet was not gigantic, which helped her to put both feet in the blonde's mouth. Sheila couldn't speak now. Having stopped in mid-sentence, she began to make strange gurgling sounds, while her tongue was actively running over Nerissa's toes.

"Mmmmmhhh!!!! Mmmmaaaahhh!!!! MMMMAAAAAHHHH!!!!"

Yes, the Native American woman was not going to restrain her own moans at all. Even for the most sophisticated perverts, what was happening could seem like something beyond the edge. But for her it was a real ecstasy. She liked the feel of Sheila's tongue on her feet. She liked dominating this woman. She liked that she was able to beat her in a fair match and get the prize. She loved it all, it was like she was high.

And although Sheila certainly did her best to win the match and get Nerissa as a prize, she didn't look the least bit upset by the fact that she was now at the mercy of the Echidna. On the contrary, even after she completely lost the ability to speak, her body couldn't stop showing what she wanted. The blonde lifted her pelvis, thereby showing the Native American woman that she craved more.

Nerissa intended to give it to her.

Involuntarily starting to move back and forth, Nerissa began to rub her bare breasts against her opponent's toned stomach, at the same time feeling Sheila's bare breasts rub against her stomach. The Echidna began to pick up the pace. Her fingers slid inside her rival's pussy and back like clockwork, which was not surprising considering the amount of juice flowing out of the Australian woman's pussy. Her tongue was not left idle. She used her unnaturally long wet muscle to give Sheila's clitoris real pleasure.

She felt that Sheila was rapidly approaching orgasm. The blonde's body began to tremble like an aspen leaf. It was at this moment that the Echidna did two things at the same time. She abruptly shoved all four fingers into Sheila's pussy to the maximum possible depth and closed her lips on the blonde's clitoris area to suck on it. She hoped that this would be the last chord before her rival's climax.

[BlackAkuma]

So. It seemed like Sheila had a thing for feet.

She was pretty sure she didn’t have a thing for feet before - granted, she’d never been anti-feet, but of all the parts of the female body that she liked, those were always at the bottom, in about every sense. She’d had a few lovers that liked her to lick theirs or wanted to lick hers, and she was well aware of all the weird guys on the internet who got off on her coming out with open sandals, but aside from that, she didn’t think too much on it.

But damn if having Nerissa’s soles down her throat wasn’t doing something for her. Maybe she didn’t have a foot fetish, just a Nerissa fetish in general. It seemed there wasn’t a single part of this woman that couldn't drive her fucking insane, like she was put together by some extremely horny god for the purpose of making her melt.

If so, it was working. Holy fuck, was it working.

She wasn’t the only one losing her mind, either. Nerissa was going insane on top of her. She could hear the moans - hell, she could feel them reverberating through their bodies. She was just as hot for this as she was, maybe even more so, and it was a damn shame she couldn't give back as good as she was getting. She still remembered the noises they made on the first night they met, how hot it was when she got this snakewoman to scream. For now, though, she was too wrapped up in her own pleasure to care all that much. She was there, right at the edge, so close, and-

Of course, Nerissa couldn't just push her over the cliff like a normal woman. No, she shoved her off at full force, sending her hurling into space. Sheila threw her hips and bucked around as if jolts of electricity ran through her body, as she lost control of her motor functions for a blissful insanity. Her hoarse, muffled scream came out as her juices flow in spurts, given her torturess everything she crazed and more on top. Her back arched, reached its peak, and then she deflated like a balloon.

So good. So good.

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The tongue and the words it utters can be deceitful. But the body does not know how to lie. Nerissa could feel every movement of the blonde lying underneath her. Every now and then Sheila arched her back, not forgetting to move her hips at the same time. She knew exactly what it meant, she knew exactly what was coming. And she was only happy to help her rival get to this point as soon as possible. The Echidna enjoyed every second, but nothing can last forever.

When she felt that the bomb inside Sheila was ready to explode, Nerissa inserted her fingers to the maximum depth of the blonde's pussy, while simultaneously wrapping her lips around her clitoris. It was then that the Wild One burst into a grand orgasm. The blonde's body began to squirm, while juices were plentifully gnawed from her pussy, staining Nerissa's face and filling her nostrils with a pleasant aroma. Closing her eyes, the Native American woman focused all her thoughts on not losing control. Despite the fact that right now it was Sheila who got the real pleasure, for the Echidna it was no less ecstasy.

"Mmaaahhh..." she moaned softly before running her tongue over her rival's clitoris in farewell.

Sticking her fingers out of Sheila's pussy, she let go of her legs, then raised herself slightly on her elbows. Glancing over her shoulder, she smiled softly. After such a violent orgasm, Sheila looked like jelly, completely relaxed. Nerissa took her feet out of the blonde's mouth, then turned around and hovered over her face to face.

"Are we good?" She hissed softly, leaning closer to the Australian woman's face. "I hope so because... I'm not done with you yet..."

Of course, Nerissa was incredibly tired after the match, but now she wanted only one thing and she was not going to give it up. Grabbing Sheila under her armpits, she intended to get to her feet and thereby lift her opponent. After taking a few steps forward, the Echidna wanted to pin the blonde to the nearest corner facing the audience. It was the perfect moment to remember that before she started pleasuring the Australian woman, Nerissa took a bag out from under the ring.

Now she intended to use the contents of that bag. From there, she took out four pieces of silk cloth. For what? Oh. She was going to use them to tie Sheila's feet to the bottom ropes and her wrists to the top ropes. The audience was wondering what it was for and what exactly the Native American woman was up to, so she wasn't going to keep them waiting. Taking off her sports panties, she, like her rival, appeared completely naked in front of the audience.

"Now..." she said, standing in front of Sheila. "Give me what I gave you!"

Nerissa was going to jump up and sit on the top turnbuckle, so that her wet pussy was exactly at the level of Sheila's face. With a smile from ear to ear, she intended to put both legs on her opponent's shoulders, and then grab Sheila's hair with her fingers in order to press the blonde's lips to her pussy.

[BlackAkuma]

So, so good. ”Goddamn.”

Sheila was, in a word, melted. While that was far from her first orgasm, she was having trouble thinking of one that had left her so rocked. She wasn’t a hentai wrestler, not exactly, but she was no stranger to rough fucking and never had been, having had more than a few great nights back home. Her wrestling promotion attracted some of the craziest women on the continent, and it seemed like every show brought a new wild bitch to her bed. It was one of the little perks that came with running the show, and she’d taken full advantage.

But no one, absolutely no one, had ever rocked her world quite like Nerissa had. And the crazy thing was, she should’ve expected as much. They’d fucked before, and she had a good idea what this woman was about, but she was taken off guard all the same, utterly overwhelmed and overloaded. When she came this time, it was a mind-numbing experience, her entire world went white, she lost her sense of self as this euphoric bliss dominated her senses. It was the most incredible high, and when she came down, all she wanted to do was lay there and bask in it. Fuck whoever had the next match. They could drag her out of the ring.

Nerissa, however, had other plans.

”We are so good. You fucker.” She had a long, listless laugh and closed her eyes, fading away for a moment, until she felt Nerissa going to work again. The Wild One was lifted up and brought along to the nearest corner, where she was laid limp against the turnbuckle like a human ragdoll, lifeless and limp. She couldn't have put up a fight if she wanted to, and she didn’t want to - she was curious where this was going.

”What are you…” Her fading question was answer as Nerissa proceeded to tie her up, using silk strands to link up with the ropes. It was wholly unnecessary, since Sheila was bound to do what the Echidna wanted at this point, anyway, but she suspected that wasn’t the point. No, her lover was trying to make a statement here, trying to make sure the relationship between them was visual on top of mental. Sheila was no poet, but even she could get the symbolism: Nerissa was in control. Nerissa was dominating.

Nerissa’s next moves were predictable, but shocking at the same time, getting a surprised gasp out of Sheila from the sheer boldness. One moment, her captor was standing before her, her fine body on display, playing coy. The next, she was up on the turnbuckle, grabbing her head and ramming her face into her pussy, demanding to take the same pleasure she’d given out a moment ago. Sheila wasn’t about to deny her, either - oh, she played with it for a moment, looking up from between Nerissa’s legs with a playful grin, letting the moment drag out, almost to the point of irritation.

But there was only ever so long that this could go on, and when it reached its peak, she gave up and feasted. Sheila let out a low, crooning moan as she pressed her lips into Nerissa’s pussy, working her over with the same vigor that the woman had given her. She closed her eyes and focused on the task, drawing more energy with each passing second, pressing harder, going faster, letting her growls rumble through Nerissa’s body as she twisted about in the bonds. She was a beast, living up to her namesake, and she tapped into the wild lust as she attempted to make her lover scream.

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Their relationship was not simple. Nerissa and Sheila were like two beasts who couldn't control their primal lust. Even the toughest perverts who came to watch their match today found several reasons to be surprised. Pro wrestling is a truly magical world where everything is possible. However, it is not every day in a match that you can see blood, sweat and cum at the same time. Yet, hardly anyone had a problem seeing that both women genuinely enjoyed every second.

The Echidna knew that there was no point in tying her opponent to the ropes. But there was a certain symbolism in this, and judging by Sheila's eyes, she understood exactly what Nerissa wanted to convey to her. This match was so close that literally one or at most two moments would have been enough for events to take a completely different turn. Coming here today, Nerissa and Sheila were both ready to win and lose. However, by tying Sheila to the ropes, the Native American woman wanted to loudly declare that she was the winner today and that she intended to get all the laurels she deserved.

Neverless, when Nerissa put her butt on the top turnbuckle and pressed Sheila's face to her pussy, it became more than obvious that even being defeated, the Australian woman had not lost her wild temperament. Lifting her head slightly, she fixed her eyes in a brazen manner on the eyes of the Echidna. The blonde seemed to be playing with her. She knew exactly how much Nerissa wanted to get pleasure, but instead of giving it to her right away, she decided to tickle the nerves of the Native American woman with an agonizing wait.

"Don't make me wai..." Nerissa started, but didn't have time to finish. "MMMMAAAAHHHH!!!!"

As if someone had pressed the start button, Sheila began to use her tongue and her lips on maximum, literally starting to eat Nerissa's pussy. Considering that the crotch of the Native American woman was wet and sensitive after everything that happened, the blonde's actions really made the Echidna scream. Under the pressure of pleasure, Nerissa leaned back and even had to grab the ropes in order not to fall out of the ring.

"Oh fuck... yes... fuck..." she hissed, throwing her head back.

The faster her opponent's tongue and lips moved, the more she strained her legs. Without realizing it, Nerissa began to squeeze Sheila's head between her strong thighs. The Native American woman's breathing was ragged because every time Sheila's tongue touched the most sensitive places, an electric current seemed to pass through the Echidna's body. She had kept it all inside for too long. Thanks to Sheila, she was incredibly aroused, so she knew that her rival would not need much time to bring her to orgasm.

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila had grown quite used to the sound of Nerissa’s ecstacy from their first night together. Maybe it was her accent, which she still couldn't quite put a finger on, or maybe it was just her wild nature coming out, but the Wild One swore that there was something otherworldly about the sounds she made when she was in heat, something inhuman but alluring. It was a feral, bestial kind of noise, a war cry, and the moment her tongue went to work and she drew the first one out of the Echidna, it sent a shock up her spine.

She was ready. More than ready.

Nerissa was already heated up, so she went from 0 to 60 in heartbeat, going wild the instant Sheila’s tongue went to work. She used her experience to draw things out, knowing when to pull back and when to dive in, what spots drove her the wildest and which ones left her hot. The Native American was her instrument - she pressed her to get this noise, pressed there to get another one, and made sweet music. All the while she looked up and enjoyed the sight of her thrashing above, a lovely picture that just drove her to go harder and faster with each passing second.

Things were going well, surprisingly so, until Sheila began to feel a mounting pressure around her head. Nerissa’s legs were clamping down, digging into her neck, growing stronger with each passing second. She doubted the Echidna even realized what was happening, so lost in the ecstasy that she might as well have been on a different planet. She jerked in the bonds, struggling as the pressure increased, but there wasn’t any given, and she didn’t have the power to break free after such a grueling match.

No, her only choice here was to power forward, so that was what she did - enduring the pain, she dove into Nerissa’s pussy and began to lap away at a furious pace, hellbent on driving her to a paralyzing climax. The squeezing made for a great incentive - the harder it got, the more determined she grew, the hotter it all was. It was a sensual feedback loop, and it was driving Nerissa to the edge at rapid pace, as Sheila struggled to stay conscious and finish the job.

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"Shhh... aaahhhh... shhhhh... mmmmaaaahhhh..."

It is unlikely that even the best translator on the planet could decipher the sounds that Nerissa was making at that moment. A mixture of hisses and sweet moans turned into a real symphony, with Sheila as the conductor. The skills of the Australian woman were truly incredible, because despite the fact that this was only their second meeting, she knew exactly which areas of Nerissa she should influence with her tongue and lips.

The Echidna completely surrendered to the pleasure that was passing through her entire body. She arched her back and threw her head back, her eyes were almost completely rolled. As if under the influence of a drug, the Native American woman did not notice anything around her, her thoughts were focused solely on the tongue caressing her pussy. This was the reason why she was not aware that Sheila felt some discomfort due to the legs squeezing her head.

However, like Nerissa herself, Sheila apparently tried to look for the positive sides in absolutely everything. Instead of stopping caressing Nerissa's pussy, she started moving her tongue even faster. With that she made the Echidna fill the arena with a scream of lust. Removing her right hand from the rope, Nerissa grabbed her opponent by the hair, this time not as a gesture of dominance, but simply out of an overabundance of emotions. Hormones of joy flowed through her veins so rapidly that at some point she stopped breathing.

"Shei... la... She... ila... SHEILAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

When Nerissa felt her orgasm coming, she wasn't even going to do anything to prevent it. She was so aroused that even if she tried, she would still fail. The pleasure reached a climax and completely engulfed the Native American woman. Shouting her rival's name, she exploded into a violent orgasm, splashing juices on Sheila's face.

Having lost control of every muscle in her body, Nerissa writhed for about ten seconds, continuing to lie on the top turnbuckle and ringpost. It was only when the juices stopped flowing out of her pussy that she completely went limp. Her legs relaxed, freeing Sheila's head, but at the same time remaining lifeless on the shoulders of the Australian woman. After almost a full minute without breathing, the Echidna greedily gulped air through her mouth. Her bruised, sweaty, bloody, and now cum-covered body was completely exhausted. She had to fight the urge to fall asleep right now.

"Fuck..." she muttered between heavy breaths. "Oh fuck... you... was... fuck..." not having the strength and words to properly express all that she felt, Nerissa, nevertheless, was going to say something that she usually said extremely rarely. "Thank you..."

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila thought she had grown fairly familiar with Nerissa’s body and had a handle on how this woman handled herself during lovemaking. True, they’d only shared a bed once, but they’d packed a lot of fucking into that night, getting more out of their hours together than some sexual partners did in their entire relationship. They made a good pair in the bedroom. Sheila was wild, untamed, maybe a little sloppy, but made up for whatever she lacked in sheer determination and frenetic energy. On the other hand, the Echidna was more controlled, smarter, patient, and willing to drag things out and play some mind games along the way. She had that dominatrix energy about it, just like she’d shown in the club where they’d met.

They complemented each other well, two halves to the same whole, so Sheila had no problem going down on this woman. She wanted to make her sing. She wanted to drive her crazy. She wanted to hear her name in that sensual American accent that she still couldn't quite put a finger on, as mysterious as everything else that came with this woman.

Sure enough, Nerissa’s emotions took hold of her, and her fingers found their way into the Wild One’s hair, going for a tight grip. It was the sort of thing she was accustomed to. Her long blonde mane might as well have come with a ‘yank me’ sign. But Nerissa’s grip worked well here, giving her a bit of pain to spur her on even further and driving her deeper into the gulley, making her job much easier. She was on the right path; she could feel and sense the tingling in the Echidna's body as the orgasm worked its way through her. The woman was many things, but subtle? Never that.

Nerissa came like a firehose. Not just one spurt, but a long, continuous stream splattered across Sheila’s face, drenching her from forehead to chin. Sheila bit her lip as the legs around her head tensed up, giving her a jolt of pain before the feeling went away and her body went limp. She might have fell to her knees if she hadn't grabbed the middle ropes in time, using them for support as she stayed between the dark-skinned wonder’s legs. She ran her face along Nerissa’s legs, clearing her vision enough to look up at the woman who’d beaten her, conquered, and was sharing this special moment with her. The audience was going wild, loving the show, but she paid little mind to them. They might as well have been raindrops on a window for all she was concerned.

”You’re welcome, you fucking crazy bitch.” She snickered and leaned forward, resting her face against Nerissa’s chest. ”So…my place or yours tonight?”

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Nerissa really rarely uttered words of gratitude. No, not because she's too arrogant and narcissistic a bitch. It was just that Nerissa had too few moments in her life when she was grateful to anyone. The Native American woman is used to living on her own, and being a lone wolf, you usually have nothing to thank people for. Sheila was an exception because Nerissa couldn't remember the last time she felt as good as today. She chuckled slightly when the blonde first wiped her face on her legs and then asked where they would spend the night.

"Well..." Nerissa drawled playfully.

Bending her knees, she removed her legs from the shoulders of the Australian woman. Her whole body was like cotton wool, she was too tired. Both their match and their sex had taken too much out of her. But she still had something in her reserves. Therefore, Nerissa jumped off the top turnbuckle, finding herself between the corner and Sheila, who was still tied to the ropes. Her legs immediately gave way, so she hurried to put her hands on the blonde's shoulders, but soon she regained her balance.

"I think I'd like to see your apartment in a more relaxed environment," she said. "So I'll be waiting for you in my apartment..."

After these words, she joined their lips in a short but still passionate kiss. She just wanted to give Sheila some time to fully understand exactly what Nerissa had just said. However, even if the blonde couldn't figure it out right away, the Echidna was going to explain it a little more openly right after she broke off their kiss.

"Don't keep me waiting, bitch!"

With these words, Nerissa was going to wink at her opponent first, and then roll under the bottom rope, leaving Sheila in the ring. Of course, given the large number of LAW staff, it is unlikely that it will take much time to untie Sheila from the ropes. But the most important thing was that Nerissa was sure that the aftertaste did not always have to be sweet. Tied to the ropes, Sheila was supposed to be a kind of reminder to everyone of who the Echidna was and that she intended to get to the top even if she had to walk over their heads to do it. The audience clearly liked it and Nerissa disappeared behind the curtains, accompanied by deafening applause.

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila didn’t believe in love at first sight. Just a bunch of romantic bullshit dreamed up by poetic jackasses and fuckers trying to make money off Valentine’s Cards.

But lust at first sight? That, she could get behind.

It was the situation with Nerissa, full stop. She couldn't remember the last time she’d come across someone who could keep up with her like this, not just in the ring but in the bed and on the microphone. The kind of energy she needed, craved, and this woman kept giving her more. It was like a drug, and when Nerissa dismounted and smashed their lips together, she knew she’d never get enough of it.

Her place? Great. Sheila’s own apartment was in a constant state of being messed, not much room for a good fuck, so hers would undoubtedly work better. She watched as the woman strutted away, giving her a lovely show as she was left waiting in the ring, still strung out on the ropes. ”Tch. Could’ve untied me, skinny fucker.” She chuckled and sagged in the binds, not truly caring much at the moment. It wouldn’t take them long to get her out, and she could use the rest, anyway.

She had a hell of a night ahead of her, after all.